Strangers

emerald eyes

Vienna's POV:

   Jace and I have been going out, but there hasn't been anything official. We just dated to see if things could turn out right. I told him about my long relationship with Josh, and what happened that fateful Christmas. I didn't tell him about Harry. It's been really hard, I have taken out of my savings to pay for his hospital bill and pay for his apartment. I was low on cash and getting free food on dates was what I was living off.

   I got a second job in Macy's, I was very broke. It was April now, Harry hasn't woken up. My visits now limited to three times a week since gas was expensive and I had my second job to go to now.

  I hadn't spoken to Gianna, she had tried to call me Christmas and New Years, but I always declined the call. She never left voice mails. It's been months that I haven't talked to Josh either. It was all the past now, I needed to move on, and Jace was the one stable thing in my life that kept me sane. He treated me good, there has never been a petty argument; he treated me like a princess. He became my best friend, and part time lover.

   Since I lived so close to the mall, I was walking home from a long Saturday shift. It had begun to rain so I plopped my umbrella and walked the busy streets. I have always loved the rain. The scene of the sky made me happy, which is peculiar since many associate rain to something depressing. I liked stepping on puddles and watch the gray sky, the gloom feel.

  I opened the door of my apartment and kicked off my shoes. I shrugged my coat and fell to the couch, exhausted. I never thought that getting older was going to be so... Tiring. When I was younger I used to have two jobs and be completely fine; I used to study right after. I sighed and stood up. I went to microwave some frozen pasta. I was going to put some music but my phone began to ring.

   Harry's hospital.

   I immediately answered, my heart beating rapidly on my chest. Could it be?... Please God. I pleaded to God and put my hand in my chest, biting my lips.

   "Hello, did we reach Vienna De Leon?" The nurse said through the receiver.

   "Yes, I am Vienna." My heart was jumping in my chest, I could swear it could escape out of my throat any second.

    "Sweety, we are calling in regards to Harry Edward Styles. You were in the contacts to reach, I called to inform you that he has woke up from his comatose state. If you would like to visit, you could, but he's a little out of it." Everything went in slow motion. I didn't know what to respond. My heart was still beating rapidly. I didn't believe the day would come. Tears escaped, I released a breath. Thank the Lord. My God. I didn't believe this would happen. It has been since early December that he hasn't waken up.

  "Thank you." I choked out, my breathing erratic. I rushed to my car keys, I didn't care that it was pouring. I started my car, getting my sweater I left a day prior and zipped it up. My breaths were visible since it was cold. I turned on the heater and made my way to the hospital.

   It was the longest car ride. Even walking to his room seemed eternal. I was happy he woke up, even though I didn't feel any less guilty. I felt I wasted five months of his life.

   I opened the familiar door, my heart in my throat. My eyes roamed left where he laid, his eyes closed. He's still sleepy! Silly goose! You've had five months of sleep!!